.Ma Xiaole looked at Mu Jinguo and seemed to see a cunning and greedy old thief wolf. However, he himself was not an experienced hunter, but he could only be regarded as a little fat sheep.

Steamed flower bass came up, and along with the exquisite fruit plate, everyone lost their appetite. Alcohol had already stimulated their stomachs to feel uncomfortable. Mu Jinguo and the others were still in a hurry to soak their feet.

After the banquet ended, Ma Xiaole sent Mu Jinguo and the others downstairs, watching them get into the car and leave, and felt extremely empty and indignant.

After going upstairs, Lao Wang got into the room and fell asleep. He had a good time in the afternoon and was dizzy at night. This was very comfortable for Lao Wang.

Wu Yihong was also comfortable. The matter of the Willow Weaving Project had nothing to do with her. There was only one thing in her heart that Ma Xiaoleri was so comfortable and transparent, so she went upstairs and went into her room and took a shower. When she was drinking at night, she was covered in alcohol and smoke. She didn't like this smell.

Ma Xiaole was depressed and fell into the room and fell on the bed. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He felt that Mu Jinguo was "willed" to be deceived, and he was really dissatisfied. After thinking about it carefully, he even suspected that the boss named Shi was still a fake. Maybe Mu Jinguo could just find an acquaintance to pretend, but in the end he bought the basket and sold it himself.

"Damn it, the old guy is so bad!" Ma Xiaole couldn't sit still and got up and walked around. He wanted to make things clear.

"Bang bang" knocking on the door came. Ma Xiaole knew that it was Wu Yihong who came, so she pretended to be drunk after opening the door. Wu Yihong didn't think much, so she flashed in and closed the door, looked at Ma Xiaole and laughed, and unconsciously twisted her waist again, "Xiaoma, have you drunk too much tonight?"

Ma Xiaole didn't want to talk much, so she dragged Wu Yihong over and threw it on the bed. Wu Yihong smiled "giggled", "Xiaoma, are you anxious?"

"Yes, I'm anxious!" Ma Xiaole shook off her top and started to untie her pants, thinking to herself that I'm anxious to resurrect you!

"Haha." Wu Yihong smiled, raised her butt and kicked off her pants, her naked lower body was visible.

"You..." Ma Xiaole looked at Wu Yihong. In his mind, only women like Zhang Xiuhua were not wearing underwear for trouble. Unexpectedly, Wu Yihong would do this too! "Director Wu, why don't you wear shorts?" Ma Xiaole stopped and asked in surprise.

"What's wrong with this? It saves the trouble of taking off the clothes!" Wu Yihong crossed her hands and grabbed the corner of her clothes, and took off her small sweater that was pulling out after she flipped over.

Another fucking **! Wu Yihong didn't wear any underwear on her upper body.

Ma Xiaole looked at Wu Yihong lying on the bed with flesh twisting, and suddenly felt disgusting. Fortunately, Wu Yihong was not a fat woman, otherwise Ma Xiaole would have thought of the wriggling big white maggots.

"Director Wu, change your movements and don't make one, just like a bug." Ma Xiaole said to Wu Yihong who stretched out his legs and hugged his arms.

When Wu Yihong heard this, she laughed "splash", lifted her legs up, grabbed her ankles with both hands and bent them to her chest, "Xiao Ma, is this action OK?"

Just by splitting his legs apart, a woman can imagine how she does this, not to mention that she is sluggish all over and nothing is covered. Ma Xiaole was a little dizzy by this action, so she quickly took off her pants and climbed onto the bed, picked up her big stuff, shook, and hit Wu Yihong's high and prominent private place like a thick whip.

"Oh, what are you doing!" Wu Yihong was so happy that she couldn't stop talking, "You beat her sour and numb!"

Wu Yihong's sexy appearance undoubtedly added an excitement needle to Ma Xiaole, shaking the bottom even more violently, constantly whipping and knocking against Wu Yihong's bottom. Perhaps it was so comfortable to be knocked. Symptoms quickly emerged from Wu Yihong, and Ma Xiaole knocked it out of "bajibaji" sound, and some bubbles appeared.

The knocking made Ma Xiaole's big product gradually harden, and it was lubricated all over the body due to the knocking. So Ma Xiaole took Wu Yihong's legs and formed an angle to rush in. It felt that there was no big obstacle. If Wu Yihong hadn't said slower and slower, he would have thought it was Lin Jiaping.

"You can't go in, you can't go in!" Wu Yihong suddenly reached out and grabbed Ma Xiaole's arm, "It's going to be the end!" Ma Xiaole also felt as if he had ordered a ball of things, but he saw that he had a large part of it exposed outside.

"Put me down and put two pillows on it." Wu Yihong looked up at Ma Xiaole, "It's unbearable."

Ma Xiaole laughed, "Director Wu, what are you saying? Where are you doing something wrong? There is a pillow?" After saying that, he thrust his butt again. Wu Yihong left and twitched and jumped up, "Oh no, no!"

"Why can't it work?" Ma Xiaole bit his teeth, and did not stop at all, and kept pushing against Wu Yihong. He felt that maybe this was the best time to revive.

"Xiaoma, Ma Xiaole, don't do it anymore, stop and let me rest!" Wu Yihong wanted to push Ma Xiaole away, but Ma Xiaole grabbed his wrists in his hands, and kept pulling them down, rushing down with her body. In addition, Ma Xiaole's big thing kept pushing upwards, Wu Yihong felt that she was about to be penetrated.

"Ma Xiaole, you are so inhumane!" In the end, Wu Yihong couldn't stand it and started scolding, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

Wu Yihong's screams did not work. Ma Xiaole knelt behind her butt, shaking her body hard, and laughed from time to time. "Crazy, crazy, Ma Xiaole, you are crazy!" Wu Yihong shed tears in pain, "Damn Ma Xiaole, you are crazy, go home and fuck your mother!"

Ma Xiaole was thinking about whether to return Wu Yihong's soul, but when he heard Wu Yihong ask him to go home to fuck his mother, he suddenly felt anger surged up. He also thought that it was because she talked about Yuan Xiangjun that he made up his mind. But now, he had to pretend to be very happy. After thinking about it, Ma Xiaole was really angry and bit his teeth tighter, "Fuck your mother, Wu Yihong, what did you say? I'll go home to fuck your mother!" After saying that, he happened to have anger rushed to his forehead. Regardless of Wu Yihong's life and death, he thrust his butt hard and rushed "sizzling".

"Woo... Woo..." In less than half a minute, Wu Yihong couldn't stand it anymore. She panted and started crying intermittently, with tears and snot flowing on her face.

When Ma Xiaole saw this, he suddenly became a little rational, and hurriedly stopped his butt and let go of his hand.

Wu Yihong felt that it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. She hurriedly supported the bed with both hands, rubbed her body and walked upwards. After suffocating twice, she finally vomited Ma Xiaole and the big guy out.

I vomited, but my body was still trembling.

"Ma Xiaole, you bastard!" Wu Yihong leaned against the head of the bed and said in a crying voice, "Relying on his big thing, he ignores his life and death!"

Ma Xiaole didn't know how to answer for a moment, and looked down at the still angry product. It was a little light red on it. He was shocked: It's so big, why are you bleeding?

"Oh, Director Wu, what happened just now?" Ma Xiaole shook his head, as if he was awake, "What's going on in this? Why are you crying? Director Wu?" Ma Xiaole stepped forward and held his shoulders, wiping her tears.

Wu Yihong twitched her nose, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash her face. She looked back at Ma Xiaole, who was pretending to be confused, and said with resentment: "Ma Xiaole, you are a goddamn, I was almost fucked to death by you just now!"

"How could this happen!" Ma Xiaole sat up, "Director Wu, me, what's wrong with me? What happened just now was like a dream. I don't know what's right? Did I drink too much?"

Wu Yihong wiped the bottom with toilet paper, and the pieces were bright red, "Look, they were all bleeding!"

"Oh, it's true!" Ma Xiaole touched his stuff and looked at it. "Director Wu, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have drunk so much wine. Why did this happen?" Ma Xiaole sighed and got out of bed and walked to Wu Yihong. "Director Wu, when I do it again, I will not drink anymore, so as not to have anything wrong!"

"Next time!" Wu Yihong said angrily, "I originally expected you, a big guy, to be satisfied, but I almost got hurt. Next time I have to tie you up with a rope, so I will take it slowly!"

"Okay, Director Wu, you have the final say. In short, don't be angry. Look, I'm not drunk too much." Ma Xiaole didn't want to make Wu Yihong really angry. Otherwise, it would be difficult to start work if she returned to the village. She had to coax her.

Wu Yihong raised her tears and looked at Ma Xiaole, pointed at his forehead and said, "I am really afraid of you! You can't be so cruel to me in the future."

"I haven't treated you hard before. The mistake is that I've drunk too much and don't know the importance of doing it."

Wu Yihong sighed, "Oh, I'm in trouble." After that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Director Wu will not sit there anymore? Wait until I will do it slowly, I will ensure that you are comfortable!" Ma Xiaole said proudly with his eyebrows raised.

"What else can I do? You, you really don't want me to live!" Wu Yihong was still a little resentful, "I have to go back and take a shower and go to bed, otherwise I might not even get in the car tomorrow."

Wu Yihong walked away with her butt, maybe she was really injured.

Ma Xiaole didn't go out to see him off, for fear that Lao Wang would be caught. Although he might be snoring, it would be better to be careful.

After going to the bathroom to wash, Ma Xiaole also went to bed to rest and had to rush back tomorrow morning. But he still couldn't sleep after lying down for a while. The matter of the Willow Weaving Factory was lingering in his mind. If Mu Jinguo didn't play this trick, everything would be happy.

"This old bastard can't be so cheap!" Ma Xiaole thought that the money he had been taken to by Mu Jinguo was originally required to pay taxes, so he no longer had to ask the people for hard-earned money. Now, it's all the time to be played by Mu Jinguo, the old thief!
Chapter completed!